256 adult griffons are all there is.

It may not seem like much, but it accounts for eighty percent of the total number of griffons in the human kingdom in the alliance.

If Aurelia wanted to get back with her Ranger force as quickly as possible, the griffon was the only option.

Be ruthless, it's not impossible for a griffin to carry four people. The upper limit of the griffin's weight is generally 500 catties, while the elves are generally thin and lightweight.

Even with equipment, it's still possible to carry three elven rangers.

However, don't forget, there is only one symbolic covenant between humans and elves, and Quel'Thalas is not a member of the Lordaeron Alliance.

McDonald was not obligated to borrow griffons, which were his private property, especially after griffons had temporarily become the most important scarce strategic resource in the Alliance, and he had no reason to lend them.

Anyone with a bit of strategic vision knows that borrowing a griffin at this time is more like a meat bun to beat a dog, and don't expect to get it back if you borrow it. Whether the Windrangers intentionally or not, there was no way they would have anyone to bring the griffons back anytime soon.

The griffin is a bird of prey, not a carrier pigeon, and even after rigorous training, without a rider, it is impossible to tell where to go to the forest and never return.

Catching up with the Windranger sisters' expectant and anxious gazes, Mai's face felt as if it had been burned by fire.

After a little hesitation, McDonald still nodded: "I can ask the [Barbatos Air Combat Regiment] to send a squadron to accompany you, so that you can bring the griffons back, and even [Barbatos] can help you fight in the name of the Volunteer Army, but that's all." Until Quel'Thallas officially joins the Alliance, the Lordaeron Alliance's armies will not set foot in Quel'Thalas's territory for half a step. ”

Public is public, private is private!

Madonald's ability to do this made the Windranger sisters full of gratitude, and Wen Leisha's beautiful eyes blinked, and her squirming red lips stopped talking.

About two hundred griffons, which can basically bring back the best rangers.

As for what they will be like and whether someone will come to ask for help at that time, that's another matter.

Sending away the rushing Windranger sisters, a certain red dragon who has been doing nothing all day and bored is playing 'Human Observation' again.

"Yo, you're really willing!"

"For the sake of a coalition victory, money is not an issue." McDonald's eyes were firm: "It's you, are you so idle, is it appropriate?" There's no need to spy on me to this point. ”

"It's not what I thought." Sister Long stretched lazily.

The arc ......

Ahem, people can't be dragons, at least not to!

The poor monk [Wu Nian], hereby declares that the mighty Heavenly Dragon will deter the heavenly monsters!

"You really don't want to see me, you want to find a way to unbind the [Demon Soul]! Our Dragon Sleep Temple didn't force you, it's already very reasonable. Come on with an evil dragon, and you're already a snack. ”

You have a point!

It's a pity that it's useless!

McDonald walked to the window next to the headquarters and looked to the west.

On the other side of the river, a jumble of tents filled the horizon.

The dirtiness of the orcs will always make McDonalken unacceptable, even if it is the main city of Orgrimmar in the later generations, the rough painting style still makes McDonalken feel uncomfortable.

"Ogrim fuck off, it's time to move."

The fortress of Sodoril, which had been silent for nearly a month, suddenly burst into a bustle.

"Duke Stratholme has an order to open the [Trial of Blood and Fire]! The next step will be actual combat training! ”

"Kill an orc and you're a League sergeant! Killing five people is a second lieutenant! ”

"Think of your orc-ravaged homeland, you've been trained for so long, it's time to raise your weapons-"

Officers at all levels, reading out loud new orders, boosted the morale of the soldiers.

Officials at all levels, such as the tribune and the interior officer, loudly repeated the various policies of the Stratholme Lord.

The war has reached this point, and there is not much need for mobilization.

Whether it's a refugee from the Stormwind Kingdom, a friendly neighbor who fled from Alterac, or a compatriot from Andorhar, humans already have too much hatred for orcs.

Either you die, or I die!

Although McDonald repeatedly told the officers not to penetrate deep into enemy lines, he was worried about the soldiers who had lost their homes.

It is easy to muster their morale and kill the fortress, but they are afraid that they will fight and refuse to come back.

Eventually, McDonald first fielded his most trusted general, the experienced Rivendell.

Unlike other brethren with eyes as red as rabbits, the Rivendell legionnaires who had experienced the grinder of the Soladin Wall generally had a calm aura.

Not timid, not panicked, not impulsive, they carefully inspected their equipment, and to the cheers of the other legions, dressed in deliberately tattered equipment, stepped onto the bridge of Sodoril, chanting slogans, and charged the orc camp.

"Rush—"

“Lok’Tar！”

From a distance, two torrents of different colors were about to meet on the earth, and when there was a violent collision, suddenly the silver torrent of humans came to a standstill.

"Wow! It's terrifying! ”

"Mom, I'm going home!"

"No, you can't beat it! We're going to die-"

Well, the above lines are so blunt, and a bunch of guys are completely shouting out in a tone of reading.

The leading Rivendell died of embarrassment.

This acting skill is not qualified!

I can't blame him, after all, most of the people who have been soldiers in these years are rough people, and they really have a bit of knowledge and culture, so they are specially pulled to be internal affairs officials.

Rivendell raised his sword and roared, "According to the plan, the former army will become the rear army, run-"

Yes?

Runaway!

We're familiar with this!

Rivendell's soldier acting skills are not good, but the discipline is excellent, there was a commotion, crackling and throwing away the spare sword, broken leather armor or something, screaming and pulling back and running.

Well, only the shield is absolutely not lost, just hang it behind the back - safe wow!

If in one charge, no one dies, it would be too fake.

Here, [Junchen Tianya] was full of might, rushed up and stabbed an orc to death with a sword, and just as he raised his sword and fell to kill the second one, he suddenly found that the human soldiers behind him began to run away.

He woke up: "- no one told us that this is actually a feint!?" ”

[Junchen Tianya], [Tulip God], [Jun Muqi], [Xuanhu Shou], [Theyuxuan] and other operators who have long affected the city's appearance and have a [Quick Resurrection] entry were unfortunately sold by their teammates!

These hundred or so people did a great job of killing twice as many orc warriors, but it didn't take long for them to be overwhelmed by the angry green tide.

Orgrim would not have fallen for such a rudimentary trick to lure the enemy if he was here.

Even if a second-rate chieftain comes in, such as Red Black Hand or something, he won't necessarily be hit.

This group of third-rate chiefs were all smashed by the blood of demons and their brains, and as soon as the blood surged to their heads, they shouted for the army to overwhelm them.

They followed the gates that the defeated human army had 'too late' to close, fought the majestic Sodoril Bridge, smashed through the undefended bridge, stepped over the mess of the ground, and struck into the second layer of the city wall in one fell swoop.

It wasn't until they saw that the 500-meter-long open space between the two walls inside the city wall was densely packed with human soldiers waiting for them, that they realized that something was wrong.

Too late!

There were four thousand catties behind him, and the [jack gate] made of stainless steel fell instantly......

"Boom—"

Close! Door! Beat! Dog!